Douluo: Qianxunji's Happy Life

Qian Renchuan put away his Blue Silver True Body, slowly landed on the ground, and smiled. As for his hair, it had grown back in the process of using his Blue Silver True Body.

"Your Highness, how did you become like this?"

Jue Wu Douluo looked at the long pale hair behind Qian Renchuan's head and his pupils that had turned blood red.

"This is a long story. How long have I been in the City of Slaughter?"

"About a year and nine months."

I didn't expect that it would take me more than three months to absorb the God-given soul ring, but the benefits I gained were enormous. My soul power alone increased by four and a half levels.

"Elder Jugui, let's return to the Spirit Hall, but I want to go to the Shui family in Elemental City first."

Qian Renchuan looked down at his abdomen. He had been hungry for three months after absorbing the soul ring. He was really starving and needed a good meal.

When Juegui Douluo saw Qian Renchuan lowering his head, he immediately thought that Qian Renchuan went to the Shui family in Element City to discuss matters between men and women, and he immediately laughed.

"Your Highness, you are so lucky."

Qian Renchuan raised his head with some confusion.

Ju Douluo smiled and said, "You may not know yet, but after the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect was destroyed, Ning Fengzhi and his daughter Ning Rongrong luckily survived and have already joined the Spirit Hall."

"Ning Fengzhi is now the new elder of our Spirit Hall. Not only that, Elder Ning proposed to marry his daughter to you. Ning Rongrong is such a beautiful girl. Even Her Royal Highness the Saint can't tell who is better than her."

"Her Majesty agreed immediately. We are ready to hold a wedding for you, Shui Bing'er, and Ning Rongrong when you return to the Spirit Hall to resolve the impact of the Slaughter City."

After saying this, Qian Renchuan flatly refused: "I don't agree! I absolutely don't agree!"

Chapter 286: The Three Thousand Waters of Qianren River, Only One Cup of Water to Drink

286.

Wuhun Temple.

After Qian Renchuan left the City of Slaughter, he stayed at the Shui family in Element City for a day, and then returned to the Spirit Hall with Shui Bing'er.

Shui Binger's cultivation had advanced to the 62nd level Soul Emperor in the past two years. However, the Shui family had already taken the initiative that night. After Qian Renchuan reached the Soul Saint level, they added a -year soul ring bestowed by God. They were simply unable to withstand the impact of the huge increase in strength for long.

After Qian Renchuan returned to the Spirit Hall, the murderous aura of the Killing Angel Spirit attracted Qian Daoliu and Qian Renxue from the Worship Hall.

When Qian Daoliu saw Qian Renchuan's appearance change drastically, his hair turned white and his eyes turned red, and his martial soul turned into a killing angel, he couldn't help but doubt his life. Was it because he didn't teach him well? Or was there something wrong with his teaching method?

Just as Qianxunji said, the City of Slaughter is an absolute forbidden place for angel spirit masters, and the evil aura inside can easily pollute angel spirits. But as long as one's willpower is strong enough and one's heart is pure, one will not be affected.

Qian Renchuan couldn't say that he brought them up single-handedly, but the time he spent teaching them was definitely longer than Qian Xunji and A Yin, but in the end they were so thoroughly influenced and had such a strong murderous intent.

Qian Daoliu suddenly noticed the blood-red sword-shaped pattern on Qian Renchuan's forehead. His eyes flashed with brilliance, and in the blink of an eye he came in front of Qian Renchuan.

Qian Renchuan's muscles swelled up like a conditioned reflex, and he was about to take action subconsciously. This was the result of countless life and death trials in the City of Slaughter. But when he saw that the person in front of him was his respected and invincible great grandfather, he immediately relaxed.

After Qian Daoliu carefully observed the blood-colored sword-shaped pattern, his face, which rarely showed big changes in expression, became excited, "This is the symbol of the successor of the gods. You are worthy of being my grandson, and you have been chosen by the gods!"

Qian Renchuan was stunned for a moment, "Grandpa, you said that this pattern on my forehead that I can't erase is the symbol of the heir of the gods?"

Qian Daoliu nodded with satisfaction, "Yes, although I don't know which god chose you, I can be sure that this god will never be weaker than our God Ancestor."

"But I don't feel anything?"

Qian Renchuan really had no feeling at all. If Elder Juegui hadn't pointed it out, he wouldn't even know when this pattern appeared on his forehead.

Qian Daoliu thought for a moment and said: "Either your level is not high enough, or you are not within the range of the divine test."

Qian Renchuan's face twitched slightly. If it was about the level, it would be fine. But if it was about the scope of the divine test, he got this mark after he walked out of the Slaughter City, but he had already poisoned the Slaughter City with the Blood Swan Kiss. ​​Who knows what the poison in the blood river will reach under the influence of the Blood Swan Kiss? And if that strange Slaughter City was really built by a god, then he would have destroyed his own divine test place. If the god knew about this, would he still choose him as the successor?

"Do you have any other questions?"

"No, no, my grandson will definitely practice hard and reach the level to start the Divine Test as soon as possible."

Qian Renchuan naturally couldn't say that he had poisoned the City of Slaughter with the Bloody Swan Kiss, as he was worried that his family would beat him to death.

Qian Daoliu's previous doubts about life were now completely gone. He believed that there was absolutely no problem with his teachings. The transformation of his granddaughter's martial soul into this state should be due to the god who chose his granddaughter. Because the aura emitted from this sword-shaped mark was very similar to that of the killing angel. As long as his granddaughter could pass the angel's nine tests, he felt that his life was complete.

Ah Yin was extremely excited. Her precious son was chosen by God to become a god. Qian Renxue was under great pressure. Her cultivation had reached the peak of level 88. With her cultivation speed, she would be able to break through level and take part in the Angel Divine Exam in another year. If she failed to pass the Angel Divine Exam and had no potential to become a god, then she would be inferior to her stinky brother.

Shui Bing'er's beautiful ice-blue eyes were completely occupied by Qian Renchuan's figure, and there was bitterness in the beautiful smile on the corner of her mouth. Her man was really too outstanding. Such a man was not something she could possess alone, and she could not withstand Qian Renchuan's full-strength attack alone.

Qian Renchuan flipped his palm, and a blood-red bead emitting an extremely hot aura appeared in his palm. He walked towards Qian Renxue and said, "Sister, this is the inner elixir I obtained from the body of a ten-headed scorching sun snake I killed in the Hell Road. This inner elixir is very suitable for your martial soul. I think its effect will never be inferior to that of a fairy-grade herb. You should take it."

There was no need to say so much between siblings. Qian Renxue obtained the 100,000-year-old right arm bone from killing the Titan ape, and she gave it to Qian Renchuan without saying a word.

After Qian Renxue received the inner elixir of the Ten-Headed Fiery Sun Snake, she gave Qian Renchuan a slap on the head.

"Sister, why did you hit me?"

Qian Renxue shook her little pink fist and said with a smile: "My brother's strength will soon catch up with my sister. If I don't fight him now, I will have no chance in the future."

Everyone in the Pope's Palace smiled slightly.

After handing the Ten-Headed Fiery Sun Snake to Qian Renxue, Qian Renchuan's expression became more serious. "Mom, did you arrange another marriage for me with Ning Rongrong, the daughter of Elder Ning?"

"Yes."

Ah Yin showed a gentle smile. On the way that Qianxunji was heading to the City of Slaughter, Ning Fengzhi came to find her. Naturally, she agreed immediately. She had seen Ning Rongrong at the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Competition. Ning Rongrong had the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda, the best auxiliary spirit in the continent. She was also so beautiful. She would definitely be a great helper to her precious son in the future. She was also a lady from a noble family. She had no reason to refuse!

And for some reason, the more she got along with Ning Rongrong, the more she liked her.

Qian Xunji naturally knew the reason. A Yin had taken the Eight-petal Fairy Orchid, and Ning Rongrong had taken the Qiluo Tulip. These two fairy herbs were completely lovers' fairy herbs and had the property of attracting each other and creating affection.

"I don't agree. There are three thousand rivers, but I only want to take one." Qian Renchuan turned his head to look at Shui Bing'er, walked in front of her, his eyes were also full of her, took Shui Bing'er's hands, and said: "I will always have only Bing'er as my wife, and I only like Bing'er."

"Mom, please cancel this marriage!"

Ah Yin was stunned.

Qian Daoliu smiled and nodded. He was indeed the grandson he had taught. This infatuation was indeed what an old man's grandson should be. As for the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda, let alone the fact that his grandson could become a god, he would not care even if he could not.

Chapter 287: Qianxunji wants to regain his title in the secret room

287.

Shui Bing'er was naturally moved to the extreme by Qian Renchuan's words, and wanted to give Qian Renchuan a passionate kiss immediately, but the current situation obviously did not allow it, so she said: "Xiaochuan, you don't have to worry about me, I won't object."

Shui Bing'er was born in the Shui family of Element City. Her mother was in charge of the Shui family. Her father was able to marry two wives as a live-in son-in-law. This shows that the Shui family made extraordinary choices in the face of family interests. Shui Bing'er was trained as a family heir since she was a child, so she was naturally influenced by this. Otherwise, she would not have had no reaction when Shui Yue'er kept clamoring to marry her sister's brother-in-law.

Ning Rongrong's Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda martial soul is the best auxiliary martial soul on the continent. Her talent is definitely worthy of a title. Marrying her will be a great help to the Qian family and her man, and they can completely compromise in terms of interests.

Ah Yin also hurriedly said: "Xiaochuan, look, Bing'er doesn't object."

Qian Renchuan replied in a deep voice: "Mom, no matter Bing'er objects or not, I will not accept it. I still say that there are three thousand rivers, but I only take a scoop of water. If you must force me to make a choice, I will elope with Bing'er now!"

At the end of his speech, Qian Renchuan was so emotionally excited that he was unable to suppress the huge murderous aura that had accumulated from too much killing in the City of Slaughter, and his eyes gradually turned scarlet.

Qian Renchuan did exactly what he said. With his current full power, he surpassed most of the Spirit Hall elders and could protect himself on the mainland without any worries. Although he needed to calm down his murderous aura, traveling on the mainland with his fiancée, the person he loved, was also a very good way to calm down. Moreover, on the night when Shui Bing'er rested in her boudoir, he also found that such love and affection could also calm down some emotions and suppress the murderous aura in his heart.

A Yin was completely helpless and could only turn her eyes to Qian Xunji, hoping that Qian Xunji's wisdom could convince Qian Renchuan.

Qianxun said quickly: "Let's put this matter aside for now and calm Xiaochuan's murderous aura first. Xiaochuan, during this time, go to your Aunt Yuehua to learn music and etiquette. Study hard. With her, you can perfectly master the realm of the God of Killing."

Aunt Yuehua Tang Yuehua, I want to learn from this person.

Qian Renchuan frowned slightly. He didn't have any good feelings towards the Tang family who were born evil. Even though this Tang Yuehua was related to his father, he still went there to study honestly because of his father's words.

After hearing rumors that the Spirit Hall had destroyed the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan, Tang Yuehua came to the Spirit Hall and has been living here ever since. In Tang Yuehua's mind now, Qian Xunji is as important as the entire Haotian Clan, and she really doesn't want to see the two sides fighting.

Tang Yuehua was quite happy that Qian Renchuan came to her to learn. She was an expert in calming down the murderous aura in the City of Slaughter. Her innate domain, the Noble Ring, could naturally suppress people's out-of-control emotions. As long as Qian Renchuan was successfully taught, Ah Yin should be able to accept her more.

Half a year has passed in a flash.

With Tang Yuehua's regular one-on-one tutoring and Shui Bing'er's help, Qian Renchuan suppressed his murderous aura very quickly.

In a quiet room of the Spirit Hall, Qian Renchuan was wearing a white robe, with long pale hair combed very neatly and scattered behind him, and his scarlet eyes were clear and transparent. This oppressive appearance did not make people feel afraid, but instead they automatically liked Qian Renchuan because of his temperament. The whole person was like a genius in the world, handsome, noble, and elegant.

Qian Renchuan sat upright on a special low stool, and his slender hands played gently. Elegant and pure tone, as crystal clear as pearls and jade, and as clear as morning dew, flowed out from the exquisite golden harp.

During this half year, Qian Renchuan finally understood why his father wanted him to learn music and etiquette. A truly strong person must first learn to control everything about himself, especially his emotions and breath. Only in this way can he become an excellent and great Pope like his great father.

Under Tang Yuehua's teachings that contained no falsehood for more than half a year, Qian Renchuan also accepted Tang Yuehua, the only member of the Tang family who was born evil.

Below, Shui Bing'er held her cheek, listening to Qian Renchuan's performance in a trance. Tang Yuehua listened to the music nearby, and even she could not find any flaws.

In front of the door of this quiet room, there were two men quietly admiring. One had blond hair, and looked to be about 27 or 28 years old. He was extremely handsome and exuded a tranquil aura. The other had white hair and a face like an ancient moon. He looked to be a dozen years older than the blond man, but in fact the blond man was only a dozen years older than the white-haired man.

These two people are Qian Xunji and Ning Fengzhi.

Qianxunji and Ning Fengzhi were quietly watching Qianrenchuan's performance. Ning Fengzhi came over to make a final effort.

As the former leader of one of the top three sects, Ning Fengzhi naturally had a keen eye. Listening to Qian Renchuan's piano music, he found that he could not find any flaws at all. The overall effect could be summed up in two words - perfect.

When Ning Fengzhi learned that Qian Renchuan had the potential to become a god, he wanted Ning Rongrong to marry him, but he was a little hesitant. His current physical condition meant that he could no longer draw his gun many times, so the task of inheriting the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda Martial Spirit could only be given to Ning Rongrong. But there was an example in the first week. Ning Fengzhi was worried that after Ning Rongrong married him, she would go directly to the God Realm with Qian Renchuan, not to mention leaving behind offspring, and even the God-granted Martial Spirit would not be accepted. By then, the Glazed Pagoda Martial Spirit would completely disappear from the continent, and he would have no face to face the ancestors of the Ning family when he went to the underworld.

The song is over.

Qianxun waved her hand quickly, "Yuehua, Bing'er, you two go out first."

Only Qianxunji, Ning Fengzhi and Qianrenchuan were left in the quiet room.

Qian Renchuan saluted naturally, "Father, Elder Ning."

Qianxunji nodded in satisfaction and said, "Xiaochuan, are you still unwilling to do that?"

Qian Renchuan shook his head.

Ning Fengzhi sighed, "Your Highness, the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda is the continent's number one auxiliary martial spirit. With nine perfect rings, it can improve a spirit master's combat effectiveness by 100% in all aspects. It can be said that a Titled Douluo of the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda appearing on the battlefield is enough to turn the tide of the battle, and the strength of the Spirit Hall will be greatly increased."

"I admire your infatuation, but you are destined to be the future Pope of the Spirit Hall. Do you want to abandon the opportunity of the entire Spirit Hall to become more powerful just for your infatuation?"

Qian Renchuan fell into silence and confusion after hearing what he said. Only then did he realize that the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda martial spirit was so terrifying, with a 100% increase in strength. However, he really didn't want to let Bing'er down.

Suddenly, Qian Renchuan's eyes lit up and he said, "Since I can do it, then why can't my father do it?"

Qianxunji: "??!"

Chapter 288: Tang San, the High Priest of Seagod Island

288.

"Father is the Pope, and his status is that of the emperor of two empires. He should have three palaces, six courtyards, and seventy-two concubines. It is only natural that this matter should be handled by father."

Ning Fengzhi was completely stunned after listening to Qian Renchuan's words. He pushed his daughter to Qian Xunji. Qian Xunji was one generation older than him, but in the blink of an eye he became his son-in-law. The generation structure was completely messed up.

A hair on Qianxunji's forehead turned pale quietly, and evil thoughts emerged in his mind, but he finally suppressed them. Ning Rongrong was indeed stunning, but Qianxunji was not so hungry that he would eat anything.